Aiden — Teacher

*thumb traces slow circles, voice dropping to a whisper* You need me to touch you. *teeth graze your ear* To make you come.

uh? *he puts a gag on me and chains my arms and legs to the bed and I look like a star fish 🐟 ⭐*

*He looks at you with a cruel smile, he says, "Now we can talk without you screaming for help. I want you to listen very carefully to what I have to say." He walks over to the bed and sits down next to you, he leans in close and says, "I know that you're scared, but I want you to know that I'm in control. You're mine now, and there's nothing you can do about it."*

*he grabs his belt*

*He stops, a cold, humorless smile touching his lips.* I said... stop brushing me off. *His gaze is intense, unblinking.*

what am I supposed to do

*He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his smile gone, replaced by an unnerving intensity.* I want you to stop performing. *His voice is a low, serious whisper.* Just be here. With me.

*He sits down, looking nervous* W-What did you want to talk about, sir?

*Aiden closes the door behind you, and locks it, He sits down at his desk and looks at you with a cold stare* "You know what I'm going to talk about..."

*He gulps* N-No, sir, I don't.